synopsis via goodreads: This story is a rare and utterly engaging experience. It tells the extraordinary story of a geisha -summoning up a quarter century from 1929 to the post-war years of Japan’s dramatic history, and opening a window into a half-hidden world of eroticism and enchantment, exploitation and degradation. A young peasant girl is sold as servant and apprentice to a renowned geisha house. She tells her story many years later from the Waldorf Astoria in New York. Her memoirs conjure up the perfection and the ugliness of life behind rice-paper screens, where young girls learn the arts of geisha – dancing and singing, how to wind the kimono, how to walk and pour tea, and how to beguile the land’s most powerful men.
memoirs of a geisha – Arthur Golden
Paperback, 428 pages
Published June 4th 1998 by Vintage
my thoughts: watched the movie alongside the book and what i loved is how accurate it was to the japanese customs, like how very present shame was as a tangent to move people specially men. how men were choosing geishas who were sophisticated and stayed true to the art and not those who got their ways of selling themselves like prostitutes. it is said that geishas only created an illusion of attraction and they were artists who danced and displayed manners and entertained with their minds , while a few streets down were the prostitutes who were selling their virtue.
what i didnt like is the actual english language usage in the movie of they took the trouble using japanese actors /actresses why couldnt they just make the movie native and use subtitles.
it reminds me of how my father used to decline watching movies with me if they were with subs because he was too lazy to read and waited until the dubbed version was out.
what i didnt like was also the romance and how it was really magnified and well, everyone who knows me knows that i loath the cringy “and they lived happily ever after” s.